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Friday, 2 September 2016

DIARY OF AN ADDICT - Episode 83



You may diagnose an individual with a chronic disease this minute and the next minute, the disease is gone. It is a jaw-breaking experience which cannot but present God in His awe-inspiring nature
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This explains the way I felt the next morning
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As early as 4am, I was up. I did 20*5 press ups at intervals. I was just buzzing for life. Maybe because I’ve got a big day ahead or something. I put on my tracksuit and tennis for a road jug. Gosh! I can’t remember the last time I did it
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With my earpiece plugged in, I decided to jug from Ikate to Maruwa But Stop and back. I wanted to go a little further but when I considered my possible friable state, I withdrew from such
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The exercise took me an hour and half; and so by around 6:20, I came back home, looking sweaty and used out. I dashed straight into the bathroom and had a clean cold bath. Dang! I felt so alive and hearty. There remained a small proportion from the soup Ini cooked. So, I prepared some rice that morning for my breakfast
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Today is gonna be a great day! That was the chorus I just singing to myself – in whatever tune it came, I just kept singing it. Ini must take today. Physically I looked terrific: in shape, lively, buzzing and eager. Emotionally though, I was a little preoccuied with what might and what might not happen
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What if Ini changed her mind? What if her sister refused her leave? What if I disappoint her eventually? So many questions begin for answers. “Well, come what may, make she come first; from there we go see wetin go happen.” I resolved
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I felt a little strange about Cynthia. She ought to have called by now but she hasn’t. I hope her trip went well? I dialed her number, switched off. Na wah ooo
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Well, make nobody pour sand sand for my garri jare, I enthused. I have got a ‘once-in-life-time’ ordeal coming up, and I must be 100% ready – physically and emotionally – to deliver. I mustn’t disappoint Ini; first impression can either make or mar your relationship. I must be ready when she comes
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8am, Ini called me. At first, I was afraid to answer the call. Who knows the kind of news she’s gonna tell me?
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TO BE CONT



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